[Thread] Day One - Harry Arrives At Econtra
Characters: Harry Lockhart (OU), Open
Where: near the apartment buildings
When: afternoon
Summary: Harry has arrived in Econtra. He's checking out the living quarters.
Warnings: Nothing--cursing if provoked? :3
Harry was a bit overly dressed for the near-summer temperatures, but he blamed his kidnappers on that. He had been back in New York before being snatched and brought here to this strange world. It was always chilly in New York. Plus, back home Perry had insisted he get a few suits to wear when he was working with the detective. Harry couldn’t say he completely hated it, but he was still uncomfortable in the higher end clothes.
His suit was all grays. It was badly rumpled, like maybe he had slept in it, and there had never been a tie to go along with the ensemble. Upon heading outside to explore his surroundings the first thing Harry had done was strip off the jacket and roll up the shirt sleeves. The shirt wasn’t tucked in and what part had been was more wrinkled than the rest. His hair was messy, his eyes a bit bleary.
He walked idly around the small city, glancing up at the various buildings with a kind of blank curiosity. The ex-thief was still trying to wrap his brain around what he had just been told and couldn’t really be bothered with such petty things as curiosity or even fear of the unknown. He certainly didn’t recognize the design of the buildings. Buildings were buildings, but these obviously had a different something to them. But he wasn’t an architect and he really didn‘t care. All he knew is that he wasn’t in NY anymore.
Harold finally stopped when he neared the apartment buildings and stared up at them for a moment. Everything looked like the worse side of downtown to him--old and decrepit. He was used to it. That at least was familiar. He took a cigarette from the coat’s pocket (the thing was hanging over one of his shoulders) and stuck it in his mouth. He lit it with a lighter and took a short puff.
So this was his new home. Great.
Where: near the apartment buildings
When: afternoon
Summary: Harry has arrived in Econtra. He's checking out the living quarters.
Warnings: Nothing--cursing if provoked? :3
Harry was a bit overly dressed for the near-summer temperatures, but he blamed his kidnappers on that. He had been back in New York before being snatched and brought here to this strange world. It was always chilly in New York. Plus, back home Perry had insisted he get a few suits to wear when he was working with the detective. Harry couldn’t say he completely hated it, but he was still uncomfortable in the higher end clothes.
His suit was all grays. It was badly rumpled, like maybe he had slept in it, and there had never been a tie to go along with the ensemble. Upon heading outside to explore his surroundings the first thing Harry had done was strip off the jacket and roll up the shirt sleeves. The shirt wasn’t tucked in and what part had been was more wrinkled than the rest. His hair was messy, his eyes a bit bleary.
He walked idly around the small city, glancing up at the various buildings with a kind of blank curiosity. The ex-thief was still trying to wrap his brain around what he had just been told and couldn’t really be bothered with such petty things as curiosity or even fear of the unknown. He certainly didn’t recognize the design of the buildings. Buildings were buildings, but these obviously had a different something to them. But he wasn’t an architect and he really didn‘t care. All he knew is that he wasn’t in NY anymore.
Harold finally stopped when he neared the apartment buildings and stared up at them for a moment. Everything looked like the worse side of downtown to him--old and decrepit. He was used to it. That at least was familiar. He took a cigarette from the coat’s pocket (the thing was hanging over one of his shoulders) and stuck it in his mouth. He lit it with a lighter and took a short puff.
So this was his new home. Great.